Stinky Pig is chubby

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?"
An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar.
I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal.
Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution.
Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. 
Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

I Can See Your Combat Power

The golden bell was jingled by the snowball, setting off a spiritual fog child with tightly furrowed brows.


　　The mini child, only the size of a head cluster, opened its mouth wide, angrily shouting at Tang Luo as if questioning why he disturbed its sleep.


　　It was clear that this was a shikigami hidden in the golden bell, but could such a little thing safely pass through the grand snowy mountains to deliver a message to Ying City?


　　Tang Luo extended a finger to poke the chubby belly of the small child, curious in his heart.


　　The poked spiritual fog child grew angrier, waving its hands and feet, chirping for a while, before transforming into a mist, with various images shifting back and forth, finally fixating on Langhuan Dojo within the Nine-layered Sword Pavilion.


　　The appearance of the Langhuan Sword Master in the misty realm remained dignified and neat, his calm eyes like the abode of gods high in the heavens.


Chapter 47: Hanimu